"Shen Yi, have you taken refuge in my Buddha?"
A single Buddhist invocation left everyone gaping.
Reality was even more fantastical than the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns. Bald-headed Shen Yi had been branded with ordination scars and was calling himself "this poor monk"? Some scratched their heads, others rubbed their eyes, thinking they had watched too many Ancestor God battles and lost their minds.
But reality did not joke.
That beam of golden Buddhist light, which not even the Devil Ancestor's power could conceal, was far too dazzling.
Like dawn tearing apart the Black Night, it broke through the Blood-Baleful Essence-Refining Formation's blockade and illuminated the eyes of everyone across the Five Domains.
"It's the Inverted Buddha Pagoda! It must be Resentful Buddha's power!"
"This should only be temporary, right? Did anyone hear what he was chanting just now? Something about 'Six Paths,' 'Three Realms'... Buddhist Sect terminology. Resentful Buddha is still there!"
"No, I think it looks more like a fusion of two into one. Shen Yi may have already sealed himself as an Ancestor God in a single step, leaving everyone else behind?"
"But there was no Ancestral God Law-Extinguishing Tribulation. How do we explain that? And he hasn't shed his Divine Shedding either!"
Indeed, the markers of becoming a god and claiming the title of ancestor were, first, Divine Shedding, and second, a Dao tribulation.
After that, if one wanted to stabilize the Ancestor God realm for the long term, one either had to return to zero in a single step like Ba Zunan, rely on an Ancestor God Godhood, or forge a new path.
Compared to Shen Yi sealing himself as an ancestor through a fusion of two into one, most people were more inclined to believe that Resentful Buddha had aided Shen Yi,